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I can feel the addiction building

Another way of filling this hole,
This hole in my soul.

The addiction is growing,
As my body is slowing.

My game is my life,
Yet should be a wife.

Time is a place,
With a hatred of my chase.

I'm alone now,
As I continue to go "pow pow"

The addiction grows,
and I'm not getting out.





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